With the rain relentless against them, neither Paolo or Serena seemed to mind the freezing pellets of water submerging them from head to toe as they were focused on each other precisely at this moment. Serena was pushed up against the door of the studio, her hair balled into Paolo’s fist as he made her breathless with the French kisses given and received to and from his inamorata. Each kiss delivered had appeared to be more carnal than the one previously as Paolo’s hands slowly draped her frame, bringing one of her legs around his waist where he held it in place, before using his second hand to then take hold of her neck and angle her backwards until he had access to her neck. The mix of the rain and her own taste drove him wild as he slipped his tongue along her skin, leaving a slight red
